I can't believe how fast time is moving! Look at this little boy...
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Quality Time with my Big Boy
This afternoon we created this racing finish line and two cars (from Cars 2). Following directions. From a year ago.
This wouldn't have been so hard except that we (read Mommy) had to sift through all the Legos and random "invents" to find the pieces we needed (and we didn't cheat and use different colors than specified).
This wouldn't have been so hard except that we (read Mommy) had to sift through all the Legos and random "invents" to find the pieces we needed (and we didn't cheat and use different colors than specified).
Saturday, February 23, 2013
A boy and his pets
I know I'm woefully behind on blogging (holidays, birthday!, visit from Team Winter...), but in the meantime, here's some cuteness I spied last night. I mean, those stretchy pajamas, the attempt to use the pincer grasp,...it was just adorable.
Enjoy--
Enjoy--
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Big Day
Not only is John one(!) today, but this is happening as well:
(Btw, I'm pretty sure a certain five year old won't be leaving the window at all today. Admittedly, I'm rather captivated as well.)
(Btw, I'm pretty sure a certain five year old won't be leaving the window at all today. Admittedly, I'm rather captivated as well.)
Monday, January 28, 2013
An Open Letter to my Younger Sisters
Dear Ali and Maggie,
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for all the times I wouldn't let you talk. I'm sorry for demanding attention during your moments. I'm sorry that it's always about me.
I'm sorry for being loud. And bossy.
I'm sorry for taking my (former) toys or clothes away from you, even if I hadn't touched (or thought about) them in ages because they were "mine."
I'm sorry if I called you names.
I'm sorry for encouraging you to eat butter. And ham fat.
I'm sorry that I needed to observe my firstborn around his little brother before really "getting it."
Thank you for putting up with me.
Thank you for teaching me to share. And to be nice.
Thank you for being so generous and caring that I strive to be more like you even now.
Thank you for all the fun. And the laughs. Lots and lots of laughs.
I'm very, very glad you're my sisters. I love you, and I'm so hopeful that James and John can share a friendship like ours.
Love, your big sister,
Jen
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for all the times I wouldn't let you talk. I'm sorry for demanding attention during your moments. I'm sorry that it's always about me.
I'm sorry for being loud. And bossy.
I'm sorry for taking my (former) toys or clothes away from you, even if I hadn't touched (or thought about) them in ages because they were "mine."
I'm sorry if I called you names.
I'm sorry for encouraging you to eat butter. And ham fat.
I'm sorry that I needed to observe my firstborn around his little brother before really "getting it."
Thank you for putting up with me.
Thank you for teaching me to share. And to be nice.
Thank you for being so generous and caring that I strive to be more like you even now.
Thank you for all the fun. And the laughs. Lots and lots of laughs.
I'm very, very glad you're my sisters. I love you, and I'm so hopeful that James and John can share a friendship like ours.
Love, your big sister,
Jen
Sunday, January 27, 2013
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